When I woke up this morning, I opened the window as wide as possible and took a deep breath of fresh air. I could feel the sea... And to the seaside we went, G. and me, following the breeze and sound of seagulls.
I've never seen a beach as wide as this one. G. started running towards the water immediately. She was so excited! The beach was covered with medusas (medusae?) and other little sea creatures. We took a long walk, picking up seashells. There was plenty of them, half buried in wet sand. It reminded me of my childhood holidays at the Baltic seaside when I collected seashells with my sister. G. was overjoyed. We've collected quite a lot and next time we will definitely take a bucket and pick up some more. They will make a great decorative detail in our bathroom. I also have an idea how to use them on a rainy afternoon to keep my little girl busy.
We had such a joyful morning. When I looked at G. happily running on the beach, picking up pebbles and seashells I understood what is so great about having children. They let us re-live happy moments of our own childhood. Something I thought was gone forever.
Ps Thank you all for your nice comments on my previous post. Your kind words always make me happy :)
Have a great weekend!